Oritis in the world of Detective Conan

Chapter 470 The True Abyss (Part 8)

"Hello, I'm the Cyborg of this team." The Cyborg (puppet master - cyborg reconstruction) introduced his teammates one by one. "The one next to you is Mr. Sentinel, and this more lively one is Ms. Gatherer."

The Gatherer (Cheerleader - Gatherer Speed ​​Patrol) smiled happily: "Hello, do you want to join our team?"

The sentry (aviator - sentry post) rolled over and climbed up from Conan's side. "I was so scared! I thought he was one of those pangolin-like creatures, seemingly weak but suddenly curling up and bumping into you."

The Archivist (Novelist - The Beginning of a New Chapter) introduced himself: "I'm the Archivist of this team, responsible for recording and observing everything we see and hear during the expedition. Nice to meet you, kid."

"And this one is our 'guide'. Although she looks like a child, the direction she points out is absolutely correct, and she can always issue crisis warnings in advance." The collector showed an exaggerated expression and praised the guide highly.

The guide (the little girl - the moving pointer) just nodded lightly and said nothing more.

Suddenly, Conan realized that Sera Masumi did not seem to be with him, so he looked around anxiously, but did not see any figures except the members of the exploration team.

"Are you looking for someone? Have you been separated from your family? Normally, a child like you wouldn't come out alone in the wilderness." The archivist stood up and walked in front of Conan.

Conan then noticed that the Archivist didn't have many signs of petrification, unlike the Cyborg next to him, whose only half of his face was still human, with the rest of his body replaced by wooden parts. (Louis wasn't there because he had been injured three times in a row during the Abyss drama and was now unusable.)

"Well, I came here with a friend, but suddenly a fog came and I got separated from her. When I woke up, I found myself on this grass." Conan had to make up an excuse. After all, he should have appeared in this place out of thin air.

The collector pinned the colored ball behind his back and said, "Did you come from the wind-eroded ruins? There's always wind and sand blowing there."

"Yeah." Conan nodded repeatedly.

"That's perfect! How about joining our team? We'll just be passing by there, and maybe your companions are waiting for you there too." The gatherer waved the colored balls in his hands again. "To celebrate the new members joining the team, can we have something delicious?"

I don't think I've agreed yet? Conan looked at the collector who had automatically added him to the team and felt a little helpless, but going with the main group was the best choice.

So Conan began to introduce himself: "I am Edogawa Conan, a detective."

"Detective?" The guide looked over suspiciously, revealing her hollow chest.

"Hmm...what is a detective?" The collector was also a little confused.

It was the archivist who explained: "A detective is a profession that helps others find the truth."

"That sounds so cool! I wish the little detective could find the truth about the wasteland!"

Conan listened to the collector's words but didn't ask immediately. He noticed that the archiver's knowledge was significantly higher than the others, and because he didn't have any wooden structures on him, Conan felt that he was a bit out of place in this team.

The cyborg's voice interrupted Conan's thoughts: "Let's eat first, just as a celebration for the addition of another member to the team."

The sentry climbed onto a giant machine and rummaged around on top. "We still have a few wooden dinosaur eggs left, and some collected tumbleweeds. I think it's okay, but after this meal, we'll start worrying about food."

"Fortunately, the big guy doesn't need to eat, otherwise our food might really not be enough." The cyborg gently stroked the head-like part of the mechanical structure.

The big guy (Spider-Endless Vehicle) just remained silent and gently moved his mechanical legs.

The cyborg smiled and said, "Thank you. You are our most reliable partner."

[Little girl: It's sad to think that the Endless Vehicle was controlled by the Abyss in the end.]

[Novelist: It was originally a machine with a weak sense of self, and the abyss took advantage of it.]

[Spider: Valletta has friends to help her now, so she can't lose!]

[Savage: Our Valletta is the best!]

Several people immediately started to cook. The little guide held an egg in his extremely inconvenient wooden hands and handed it to the sentry. Then he sat next to the archivist and listened quietly to the archivist playing the flute.

Conan noticed the flute in the archiver's hand, a wooden bird-shaped flute with a little dry moss and...mycelium on it!

This is the first time Conan has seen mycelium in this seemingly bright world. Could it be that this world of wooden products will be invaded by mycelium in the future?

A bowl of hot soup was brought to Conan, and the cyborg also brought a wooden spoon: "The wooden spoon is the work of Mr. Sentinel. He would like someone to experience what it feels like to eat with this spoon."

Conan looked at the remaining people. Except for the guide lady whose hands were like inflexible pieces of wood and could not lift the spoon, everyone else's hands should be normal. Why not let others try?

Then Conan found out the reason. A small Conan head portrait had been carved on the handle of the wooden spoon. Although it was a bit rough, you could still clearly see the ahoge on Conan's head.

"Thank you, I'll start eating." Conan drank a spoonful of soup with a try-it attitude. It wasn't terrible, but it wasn't delicious either. It was just passable for filling a stomach. This was Conan's evaluation of the bowl of soup.

While Conan was happily enjoying his dinner, Sera Masumi encountered something that surprised her.

Masumi Sera woke up in a ruin, with scattered bricks and tiles everywhere, like the scene after a collapsed building.

Sera Masumi wandered through the place, calling out to Conan while trying to figure out where this place was. Even if it was a dream, there should be a map to go with it, right? Sera Masumi could only pick up the notebook and marker he had brought with him and write down some marks.

Suddenly, she heard a burst of angry shouting and some distinctive knocking sounds.

"Bad Stone! You have to pay for my home!"

Sera Masumi sneaked over and hid behind a broken wall.

A big boy wearing a mask, a bark-like cloak, and an owl-like mask (Night Watchman - Man on the Top of the Tower) is hitting the head of a stone man opposite him (Fool's Gold - The Erased One) with a wooden stick in his hand.

The stone man stood there in a daze, and did not fight back because of the knocks from the man on the top of the tower. When he felt that the man on the top of the tower was knocking on his head, he slowly lowered his head and looked at the man on the top of the tower, his empty eyes still showing no emotion.

"Ahhh, some reaction, you piece of stone, no, I should call you a big piece of wood now!" The man on the top of the tower could only reach the stone man's chest on stilts. In his opinion, the stone man's lowering of his head was like a provocation.

Seeing this scene, Sera Masumi's eyes widened. "No, this dream is too abstract. I'm supposed to see people covered in tree bark fighting stone men? Is this what will happen in the future?"